The Sky

The Sky

by Chelsea Poshni

Have you seen the Sunset and Sunrise
And the Horizon that's a prize

How the colors mix and melt
And look as soft as felt

How they float away into black
As you wish them back

And that feeling that makes you sad
How the tears come and just make you mad

But then you see the stars
That are so small they could fit in jars

Now there's so many
You'd by each one with a penny

How they shine so bright
And don't put up a fight

So you stand watching them twinkle and shine
Then you realize you feel fine

So you sigh
And say goodbye.